You think you're worthy of saving the world?

"You're so cute."

"Ugh...!"

Hearing the boy's murmur, Rosalia's ears and neck turned bright red.

"I'm a lucky guy to be His Highness's first man."

As Yuri spoke, he gripped her half-raised hand and intertwined their fingers.

Rosalia let her arms hang limply, as if she had given up arguing.

"You're not just the first..."

Her eyes were moist, her cheeks were flushed, and she murmured rapidly.

"...and must be the last one."

Of course.

Yuri answered in his heart, closing his eyes to welcome Rosalia's lips as she leaned in for the first time.

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……

In the darkness, Yuri could hear the rustling of his robe against his skin and even the faint sound of it falling to the ground.

In the end, they didn't go to the bathroom but stayed in the warm room.

In addition, their positions have been reversed.

Rosalia obediently lay down on the sofa as Yuri instructed.

She had several bath towels laid under her body to prevent getting the hotel sofa dirty.

Her long, gorgeous golden hair, which was not tied up, was now scattered messily on the sofa, wrapping around her fair and voluptuous body.

"Keep your voice down, don't wake Cecilia up."

Feeling the boy's hands gripping her waist, Rosalia felt both excited and nervous, and muttered to herself.

"Your Highness, please try not to make too much noise later."

Yuri tried to calm her frantic breathing, attempting to appear as composed as possible in front of her.

"I won't make a sound...!!"

Rosalia glared back angrily.

Even when she's lying down, her movements are quite spectacular.

"alright."

Yuri bent down and kissed her lips to soothe her, which was also partly a way of controlling his own rationality.

By the third kiss, they were already very in sync.

There is no longer any barrier between them.

Yuri stretched out his hand, his two fingertips lightly touching, and his ten fingers quickly intertwined.

"Your Highness..."

"Don't use that term tonight..."

Rosalia said in a coquettish tone, like a young girl, "Yuri, call my name."

Yuri nodded and buried her face in the smooth area where her shoulder and neck met.

"—Rosa."

"………………Um."

Rosalia's eyes welled with tears, and she let out a sob of overwhelming happiness.

133 A refreshing morning fraught with danger

"Tsk, I'll have to get my hair done again when I get back...tsk, do you really enjoy pulling people's hair from behind?"

Rosalia twirled her blonde hair around her shoulder with her fingers, then turned and glared fiercely at the Child of Prophecy.

It was a little after five in the morning, and it was still dark.

Steam filled the hotel bathtub.

Yuri's body was stretched and relaxed as Rosalie Adams leaned against her.

Yuri looked over her shoulder and gazed at the two pearls floating lightly on the water's surface, feeling a mix of emotions.

In his past life, he was addicted to games all day long. Although he wasn't completely without experience in relationships with the opposite sex, however...

I wonder if Rosalia is satisfied.

Yuri looked down at her face.

There are several red marks on my collarbone, as if I marked them myself, and just looking at them makes me excited.

Rosalia's cheeks flushed slightly, suggesting she was in a good mood.

Yuri breathed a sigh of relief; all her efforts throughout the night had not been in vain.

At first, he thought that since it was Rosalia's first time, he had to treat her as gently as possible.

But such a superficial thought was almost instantly forgotten.

The "Empress" was both pure and alluring, dignified and charming, making it impossible for Yuri to control her rationality.

They ignored everything else in the world except each other.

Of course, this also includes Cecilia, who was sleeping soundly not far away.

Fortunately, Rosalia administered a large dose last night, so even though she made a lot of noise, Miss "Sword Princess" still didn't wake up.

And so, at five o'clock the next morning, the two reluctantly went into the bathroom.

"Ugh……"

The Grand Duchess, sitting in the bathtub, sighed deeply and murmured to herself.

"They really did it..."

"Do you regret it?" Yuri asked.

“Yes.” Rosalia nodded.

"what?"

Rosalia: "I regret not making a move against you sooner."

Yuri: "..."

Rosalia smiled gently, rested the back of her head on the boy's shoulder, and looked up at the ceiling.

Yuri also looked up at the ceiling with her.

"I feel that the bond between me and Yuri is stronger than before..."

I felt as if I was filled up, both satisfied and empty…

"I feel the same way."

Yuri held her hand tightly underwater.

Rosalia must be feeling uneasy.

How should we define the relationship between the two people?

At least for now, their relationship cannot be made public.

They each have their own stance and identity.

Even with their hearts pressed tightly together, Euryphus and Rosalia remained the same as yesterday—

It was a secret, unspeakable romantic relationship.

“I will also try my best,” Yuri said earnestly. “I won’t let Your Highness work hard alone.”

"Strive for what?" Rosalia frowned slightly.

“You want to openly tell everyone that Euryphus Falción is your man, don’t you?” Euryphus said.

"Hmm, I don't really have any particular thoughts..."

Rosalia turned her face away, pouting her red lips and continuing to be stubborn.

Yuri pressed her lips to hers.

Rosalia twisted her shoulders, offering little resistance.

"There seems to be some time before dawn..."

"it is good……"

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I don't know how much time passed, but then I heard some noise coming from the hotel room.

"Oh no! Cecilia has woken up!!"

Yuri and Rosalia exchanged a glance, and immediately broke out in a cold sweat.

"Have you tidied up the room yet?" Rosalia asked as she wrapped herself in a towel.

"Hmm." Yuri was also busy drying her hair.

When the two went into the bathroom in the morning, Yuri very gentlemanly let Rosalia go first, while he stayed behind to clean up the messy room.

After cleaning up the toilet paper scattered all over the floor and tidying up the house, I opened the windows to let the air circulate.

After confirming that there were no problems, he went into the bathroom to enjoy a bath with Rosalia.

"You disposed of the bath towel on the sofa too?" Rosalia pulled up her bathrobe to cover the marks on her collarbone.